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Two hundred and forty-eighth bridge

The bloody cross seemed to tell the people of Schlei Sugburg that the Masons were here to be true this time. If the church and cross could not be spread to the Vikan Peninsula, then the fear and authority of the Holy Church would be spread by hanging the bodies of pagans on the cross. At the same time, it was also to warn the Vikings in Schlei Sugburg to resist. In order to make these Vikings surrender, Duke Eble also sent a priest who could speak the Vikan language to stand at the city and make a request to surrender to the Vikans and convert to Catholicism. However, the Vikings were obviously not interested in this proposal. Not only did they not accept the Duke's proposal, they shot the priest with bows and arrows, which made Duke Eble very angry.

"Attack, these uncivilized barbarians." Duke Eble looked at the priest who was shot like prey by the Viking warriors, and ordered the Duke's guards beside him with gritted teeth.

"Prepare to attack, prepare for attack." Duke Ebul's troops were commanded by the knights and barons. After giving the order to attack, the duke did not interfere with how these nobles commanded the battle. What he did was just waiting for the result. The knights and barons rode on horses and came to their soldiers majestic in armor, just like other principalities. The army of the Duke of Mason was also divided into layers. When war came, the knights and barons directly under Duke Ebul led the soldiers on their fiefs to Mason Castle to form an army with the soldiers of Duke Ebul, so when attacking, they would also lead their soldiers and fight under the leadership of the higher-ranking nobles.

"The archers team conducts shooting and suppressing." General Relf, ​​who was in charge of the offensive command, drew out his sword and ordered the knights and barons of the direct dukes. He immediately set off from the knights and the barons' archers and formed a temporary archer brigade. They spread the quiver full of arrows on the left thigh and held their own bows in their right hand. The quality of these bows was uneven. After all, the archers' weapons were all provided by themselves, as long as they could fire the arrows. The nobles did not have any clear requirements for this.

"Arrower. Launch~~~." General Relf arranged these archers into three rows. The archers bent their bows and raised their arrows forty-five degrees, and then fired an arrow formation at Schlei Sugburg under General Relf's personal command. With the sound of breaking through the air, the arrows rose densely and shot towards Schlei Sugburg.

"Please avoid it." Yarson saw the archers walking out of the Masons and immediately warned his companions standing on the wall. The Viking warriors who had no arrow tower could hide immediately covered their heads with the round shield in their hands, and then squatted down and curled up, so that the area hit by the bow and arrow could be reduced as much as possible.

"Swoosh.swoosh,swoosh~~~." The arrow fell from mid-air, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air. With the sound of hitting the wooden shield, the Viking warriors holding the round shield felt the sound of being hit by hail.

"Do you want to fight back?" The Vikings asked Yarson. In fact, the Masons' archers had a short range. Only shooting could maximize the power of the arrows, but their power was also weakened a lot. After shooting out three arrow formations, they only injured three Vikings. This battle result was really not satisfactory. As the ancestor of the longbow of Welsh in England, the range and power of the Vikings' longbows were of course much stronger than that of the Masons' shortbows.

"No, wait a moment, pay attention to the wooden bridge." Yarson shook his head. He was waiting for the best opportunity. The Masons did not fill the moat. In order to attack Schlei Sugburg, they could only pass through the narrow wooden bridge. This place would become the focus of the counterattacks of Schlei Sugburg guards. It was obvious that Yarson was not only a brave Viking warrior, but also had a smart mind.

"Oh no, the Duke is too anxious." At this time, it was not only Alson who saw this. Arrod also saw this on the horse. The moat is always the best first and most important defense for the castle. If it cannot break through the moat, then the siege weapons will not be sent under the city wall. Through repeated experiences of defending and attacking the castle, Arrod deeply understood this.

"Do you want to remind the Duke?" Sir Ron held Arod's black lion emblem flag and followed closely behind Arod. At this time, Duke Eble had moved to a higher mound. It was obvious that the Duke wanted to correct the nobles' impression that he was not good at the way of war.

"Come and prepare for the side van. If the Duke is frustrated, we will help you again." Arod felt that if you provide help at this time, it would definitely make Duke Ebul lose face. He thought that Arod was asking for trouble and would definitely cause Duke Ebul to be unhappy. However, this Duke did not have enough experience in war than the old Duke. When the strike of the Archer Team could not work, the unbearable Duke Ebul issued a general attack order. He saw the square pennant wrapped in blue ribbons of the Hermann family waving several times above the mound.

"Tsk, ladder hand, infantry preparation." General Relf frowned when he saw the Duke's signal, but he could not disobey the orders of the Duke, so he asked the escalators and infantrymen to prepare for the attack.

"Woo~~~." A low trumpet sounded in Mason's army, which told the other vassals to prepare for attack. Duke Eble planned to take the city head in one go. After receiving the order, the vassals and nobles also began to prepare escalators and infantry. Some knights also came down from the horse, holding swords in one hand and the pointed shield in the other hand to prepare for the battle.

"Kill~~~." With a roar, the Masons rushed to the wooden bridge on the river like a tide, wanting to cross the other side of the river through this wooden bridge and reach under the walls of Schlei Sugburg.

"Very good, archers shoot~~~." Yarson's face showed an excited smile. He looked at the Masons who were rushing towards the wooden bridge from the shooting hole of the arrow tower, and immediately issued a shooting order to the Viking Longbowmen. He immediately shot from the arrow tower of Schlei Sugburg and countless arrows on the city walls to the wooden bridge. The arrows were so many that fell on the heads of the Masons as rained, and he could also hear the crisp sounds of arrows and arrows colliding in the air.

"Ah~~~." Because the organization was not in order, the Masons were crowded on the narrow wooden bridge, and they could not move forward or retreat. The Vikings' longbows were harvesting the lives of Masons' soldiers like a deadly god of death. The moat water outside the Sulgburg Castle sounded flapping sounds, and the Masons who were shot or squeezed down by their companions fell into the water like dumplings. Ordinary soldiers were better. The bad thing was that if the knight in the chain mail fell, it would sink due to the weight of the armor on his body. If he was not rescued, he would drown alive. Screams of screams hovered in the sky.

"God, God, what did I do?" Duke Eble looked at all the disaster caused by his wrong orders. He panicked and tried to find a savior, but at this time the people around him didn't know what to do.

"Please don't panic, I will lead everyone to victory." At this moment, Arod's voice was like the sound of heaven from heaven. Arod's Earl of Mecklenburg was riding on a war horse. He wore a semi-closed round helmet on his head, his chain mail was woven finely, and his arms were like lobsters on his arms. Several side vans behind him were pushed up by the German mercenary soldiers. Although he didn't know what Arod wanted to do? The habitual Duke of Eble breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sir Earl, why are we pushing the side van?" Johnberg asked Arod inexplicably.

"Immediately push the side van into the river together, build a road, and order the archers not to stop shooting, and must suppress the longbowmen on Schleith Sulgate." Arod issued an order to the German mercenary group from the war horses of his mount.

The mercenaries of the German Mercenary Group pushed the side vans to the river. Because the longbowmen of Schlei Sulgate were all on the wooden bridge, they had not noticed the German Mercenary Group and the side vans that appeared by the river. However, as the commander of the defensive, Yarson immediately discovered the actions of the German Mercenary Group when he raised his head. He walked to the east of the arrow tower and poked his head out.

"What do these southerners want to do?" Yarson looked at the German mercenary soldiers and pushed carriages down the river bank, and said to himself in confusion.

"One or two, push down." Arod got off his war horse. In fact, riding a horse on the battlefield is a very dangerous time. Unless it is a time to charge, when you stand in place, the knight's target is much larger than that of the infantry for the archers on the tower.

"Boom~~~." After the sound, several side vans were pushed into the river. The side vans collided with each other as the river flowed, and they were immediately blocked on the river surface. The connected side vans filled the river water. Aruod immediately ordered the servants to throw the tied wood on the side van and formed a temporary floating bridge.

"Longbow, shoot there, don't let them cross the river." Yarson looked at a bridge that was again set up, and immediately ordered the longbowers to defend the east and shoot at the German mercenary soldiers.
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